Narcissa Black

[Narcissa Black]

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Narcissa Rose Black

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Name: Narcissa Rose Black
Nicknames: Cissa, Cissy, Princess
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Year: 6th
Birthday: December 15
House: Slytherin
Wand: 9”, Willow, Dragon heartstring

__time is making fools of us again

Hair: Long blonde locks
Eyes: Crystal blue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: about 115 pounds
Build: rather small, not muscular at all, timid looking
Distinguishing Features: Since she's Narcissa Black, pretty much her entire being is distinguishing.
Personal Style: Narcissa always wants to look her best. She hates the Hogwarts robes because they do absolutely nothing for her complexion, but of course they are required most of the time. On her free days, she can often be seen in loose clothing, usually a light sundress type thing. She's not really one for jeans, so it's a rare sight to see her wearing them. On a regular basis, her clothing is mostly casual but stylish.

Overall Appearance:
Narcissa is quite the beauty. Since birth she has always been pampered and doted upon, praised for her beauty, and admired by many. Being raised in such an environment, she came to know that how one looks is an important factor of their social status. The wealthy look good, the poor do not. The beautiful end up the winners, while the average fall behind. Knowing this, Narcissa never let herself fall behind, and so she always paid special attention to herself and her body, keeping her physical appearance at its best so as not to disappoint all those who expect so much of her.

Narcissa was blessed with naturally blonde hair, which automatically set her apart from her family. The rest of the Blacks don rather dark hair, varying in shades from chocolate brown to jet black. Narcissa was the first natural blonde to be born in several generations, and so she received even more special attention. Everyone at her mother’s fancy pureblood parties would always comment on the gorgeous little girl’s blonde ringlets that framed her face beautifully. Narcissa’s hair lost a bit of its curl as she grew, but it still remained in soft waves. She can’t stand cutting her hair shorter than necessary to rid it of split ends, and so now it flows down to the middle of her back, still her beautiful blonde color. Cissa’s hair is her most prized physical trait and so she takes extra good care of it. She keeps it silky smooth to the touch, brushing it often so that it doesn’t rat or tangle. She uses her hair for many things as well. She finds it a great tool when attracting the opposite sex, although she rarely uses it for that purpose on anyone except for Lucius. She will also take a lock of hair and twist it around her fingers if she ever feels nervous or worried. Her hair is very much a part of her, as weird as that sounds, and it remains to be her main priority in regards to her appearance.

Moving down from the hair, Narcissa’s face is one of sheer radiance. Her small bone structure is covered smoothly with pale skin, giving her the much admired porcelain doll look. Her cheeks are naturally round and flush a bright pink when she is embarrassed or otherwise aroused. Her jaw is small much like the rest of her features, but firmly set and rather strong, quite often giving her a look of superiority. She has a rather slender nose which thankfully doesn’t protrude too much from her face. Narcissa can’t stand big noses, as they just reek of ugly to her, and so she is always thankful that her own is of a normal size and stature.

Embedded above her nose are her crystal clear eyes, another trait that sets her apart from her family. Her eyes are a beautiful sky blue, unlike the dark chocolate colors of the rest of the Blacks. Yet again, her eyes provided another ground for adoring comments and admiration. Her dark black pupils contrast greatly with the pools of blue around them, giving her eyes depth and intense emotional ability. With one look, Cissa can tell you exactly how she is feeling without any words. A harsh glare immediately puts fire in her eyes, a clear look of warning, while soft creamy eyes can portray a deep love, admiration, or concern for another. Like many people say, eyes are a window to the soul, and Cissa’s eyes are no different as long as one takes the time to get to know her and the multi-faceted personality that comes with her.

The rest of her body is much like her face: slender, round in all the right places, and utterly gorgeous to look at. Narcissa stands at an only slighter taller than average five foot seven inches which puts her a bit above everyone else, as if she needed the extra ego boost. She figures that she was born that way so others would always be reminded of her position: above them of course. She keeps her weight at the low end of healthy for her size, about 115 pounds. It’s not quite unhealthy yet, but if she ever caught the will to diet, well, it wouldn’t turn out well. Luckily, she keeps a sound mind and never really has that urge, although she does keep herself from eating unhealthily so as not to gain any extra poundage. She is very self-conscious and would never be able to live with herself if she thought she was in any way imperfect or unpleasing to the eye. Of course, most of her efforts are mainly only to please Lucius, but still, it’s a tough job. To Narcissa, she has to be the absolute best she can be so that Lucius will be proud to have her for his wife one day. In this train of thought, Cissa keeps her appearance near the very top of her priority list.

As to personal style, Narcissa prefers the casual yet elegant look. Of course, most of the time she is required to wear her Hogwarts robes, green to show off her Slytherin devotion. Even though green is one of her favorite colors, she finds the robes horridly ugly and can never stand to wear them longer than absolutely necessary. Another article of clothing that Cissa cannot stand is jeans. She will only wear them when she absolutely must, which rarely ever happens so she rarely ever wears them. In warm weather, Cissa’s usual clothing consists of simple summer dresses, mostly creamy white, but others being a pale pink or other light solid color. She always makes sure to press her clothes nicely so that no wrinkles show, the soft folds of fabric clinging to all the right curves and flowing gently from her body in a most flattering manner. All of her clothing she chose for a reason, and quite an obvious reason at that, so it is no wonder why this is Narcissa’s style of choice. In colder weather, Narcissa likes to wear soft sweaters that cling to her body, usually paired with a nice pair of pants (not jeans). Still simple and stylish, Cissa keeps up with her own personal fashion and still manages to look extremely beautiful no matter what she is wearing.

And now, for the final touches. Narcissa loves to accessorize whatever outfit she happens to be wearing. Having been raised in such a wealthy environment, she would have to name jewelry as her accessory of choice, preferably anything embedded with diamonds. She loves to sparkle and shine, attracting the attention of everyone around her. She will often dress up her everyday outfit with a necklace here or a pair of earrings there or even a small tiara if she’s feeling especially pompous.

As for make-up, it is her savior. Narcissa sometimes has a bit of a problem with… well… pimples. Yes, it’s disgusting, she knows. But in those extreme crises, she becomes one with the cover-up. Luckily, her family is wealthy enough to afford the good kind, not the stupid knockoffs that the middle class has to settle for. Her basic daily routine would consist of a simple foundation and blush, cover-up if she needs it to hide a horrible breakout, pale eyeshadow, usually a blue or pink color, mascara, and a shiny lip gloss. Once again, if she’s feeling extravagant, she’ll add a bit of extra face glitter just for show. She loves the attention, so why not?

That’s basically it when it comes to her physical appearance. She’s rather touchy, if you haven’t already picked that up, so don’t say anything bad about her. She might have to hunt you down. Just a fair warning.

__the mind is a complex and many-layered thing

Likes:

-herself
-magic
-being wealthy
-her family and friends
-her father
-Lucius
-being loved
-cats
-small dogs
-pleasing people
-make-up
-accessories
-fashion
-dressing up
-fancy parties
-scented candles
-bubble baths
-pink, purple, green, and white
-glitter
-being pampered
-thick, warm bathrobes
-fruit
-jewelry, especially diamonds
-meadows
-warm tea
-hot chocolate
-soft kisses
-romance novels
-lace
-satin and silk
-chocolate
-fireplaces

Dislikes:

-snakes
-the Dark Lord
-anything threatening
-darkness
-cold
-school
-attractive girls
-ugly clothes
-Muggleborns
-being dirty
-Quidditch
-black
-large dogs
-house elves
-rainy days
-stupid people
-breakouts
-being pressured
-birds
-insects
-coffee
-large people
-anything gummy
-alcohol
-wild parties
-cold, damp places like forests
-disappointing people

Best Traits:

(at least four)

Worst Traits:

(at least four)

Strengths:

Narcissa is rather good at instilling fear when she has to. She is able to send chills down an innocent (or not so innocent) victim’s spine with one glance, but that’s not to say she’ll stop there. When necessary, she has been known to use a certain Unforgiveable curse that has been rather close to her heart ever since Lucius taught her to use it. Narcissa enjoys seeing pain on the faces of those who anger her, and yes, that is rather sadistic, isn’t it?

Narcissa is rather good with her spells, as evidenced above, and although she may not care to show it on tests and such, in real life she has a quick mind as well as a quick wrist. She can take on any opponent, and even if she can’t completely defeat them, she can at least fend them off as long as it takes for help to arrive, which it always does.

Although the fearsome side tends to take over with most people, to those she truly loves and cares about, Narcissa shows a much deeper, more affectionate side. She is extremely good at tending to other people’s needs, whatever they may be, and she does so whole-heartedly.

Narcissa is very good at giving advice, and she can be a rather tender friend. She never minds just sitting and listening to someone as long as they are a close personal friend. Many people have benefitted from her advice, and she is always happy to give it when it is needed.

Weaknesses:

Narcissa tends to bend to powers higher than herself in order to please them, so she’s rather bad at standing up for herself. Even if she firmly disagrees with someone, she would never say so for long. Eventually, a person she respects or admires could declare ‘truth’ and that would be that. No more questions asked. She really needs to get better at that.

As much as she honestly tries (well, kind of) Narcissa isn’t the best student. Now, that’s not to say she isn’t extremely intelligent, which she is. She just finds Hogwarts classes useless, and so she never really pays attention, and subsequently does not receive the best marks. She receives her most important lessons from Lucius and Bellatrix and excels in those greatly, so what else does she really need?

Narcissa has a bit of a quick temper and a short patience quotient. She is often distracted or thinking about something else, and when she is doing so, no one had better disturb her. She has been known to hurt the people even closest to her simply because of her low tolerance for bullshit during times of stress. She really tries to be open to others even when facing her own problems, but she finds it very difficult.

Fears:

Narcissa is actually deathly afraid of snakes, which is ironic seeing her house of choice. Still, they freak her out, and boggarts usually take that shape when they decide against the usual dead Lucius, parents, sisters, or anyone else that she loves.

Gets along with: Anyone who she deems is worth her time. Muggleborns are not on this list. Narcissa prefers a few good friends to a wide variety of okay friends. Of course, she has many fans and admirers, but they don't really count as friends. Narcissa has only a few close friends besides her sisters and Lucius, and she enjoys their company immensely.

Overall Personality: Narcissa is a very complex character, but not too difficult to understand once you’ve decoded her. She is very hard to get close to, however, so very few people actually do know her true self and can understand what she means even when she doesn’t say anything. Since she was brought up with such high standards and strong pureblooded values, a person doesn’t have a chance with her if they do not meet the requirements set by her parents and carried out by Narcissa herself. Having been brainwashed for her entire life, anything less than a pure bloodline is just filth, and simply not worth getting to know.

Towards these lowlifes called not purebloods, Narcissa is less than pleasant, and sometimes that is a bit of an understatement. Usually she will leave them alone, not bothering them as long as they don’t bother her first. But sometimes she’ll be in one of her moods, or someone will look at her the wrong way, and then… well… it’s not pretty. Narcissa will rarely come out and attack anyone for no real reason, but for the daring few that actually do attempt to piss her off, whether intentionally or not, Narcissa has a little surprise for those people. Having been trained by Lucius in a small portion of the Dark Arts, Narcissa isn’t afraid to use a certain Unforgiveable curse, and she does use it, however sparingly, on those who deserve it in her eyes. But even so, Narcissa isn’t a total sadistic bitch, so that particular curse is reserved for a special few that hold a special place in Narcissa’s heart, and not for a good reason.

As evidenced, Narcissa has quite a temper, but it isn’t reserved for only her enemies. In fact, she most often will lash out at those closest to her, her main victims being Lucius for sleeping around on her and Bellatrix for… well… being a bitch sometimes. Narcissa knows exactly what makes those closest to her tick, and she uses this knowledge to her advantage in a particularly heated argument. It often gets her into even more trouble in the end, but she has fun while it lasts. She finds arguing as sort of a stress reliever at times if she ever needs someone to vent to. It helps her to hurt less when she sees others hurting along with her, so she will often use whatever will sting her opponent the most just to calm herself down. Yes, it’s rather selfish and bitchy, but this is Narcissa we’re talking about.

Of course, there is the other side to Narcissa. The whole motherly, tenderly compassionate side of her. Once again, this is reserved for a special few, or even perhaps just a special one. Narcissa isn’t as devoted to anyone as she is to Lucius, and she is fiercely protective of her fiancée. If anything or anyone is threatening him, Narcissa is there to fight, even though she knows Lucius is fully capable of fending for himself. Still, it makes her feel better to know that nothing can get to Lucius without first going through her so that she’ll never have to live one second without him.

Narcissa is a very good friend, despite her fearsome appearance to outsiders. Still, to her inner group, she is known for being a good listener and an even better giver of advice. Being a girl, and a rather spoiled girl at that, Narcissa loves to gossip, of course. But she knows when a trusted friend comes to her with something that it is not just the school’s next piece of news and she can always be trusted to keep a secret. Narcissa is extremely loyal to those who win her heart, whether it be friends, family, or other. Having been spoiled all her life, she doesn’t know what it is like to live without something she wants desperately, so she can’t imagine any of her loved ones being gone without her heart being completely torn apart. It is her determination that she will die before anyone close to her can have the chance to, because she knows that she just would not be able to take the tortuous grief that comes with death.

Narcissa also has this terrible fear of displeasing those who have authority over her. And no, that doesn’t include school authority like pathetic professors or anything like that. That includes emotional authority, and once again, this category mostly consists of only Lucius and her father. Narcissa has seen what happens to members of highly recognized families that have displeased their respected authorities, and trust me, the results were not pretty. Not only does Narcissa fear banishment from the family, but once again, the emotional torment of upsetting someone she loved would just be too great for her. She’s one of those people that would rather see someone outright angry with her, yelling and screaming, rather than a short, disappointed nod. The feelings that she’s failed to do everything in her power to make someone happy is just too distressing for her, and so she tries to avoid it as much as possible.

In order to fulfill that requirement, however, Narcissa finds that she often has to give up her own ideals in order to submit to those of her authorities. Her slight differences in opinion cause her to disagree with people often, and when the opposing view is stressed forcefully enough, Narcissa is always forced to comply, no matter how strongly she feels against the matter. These constant submissions have weakened her confidence greatly over the years to the point where she finds it difficult to answer questions about beliefs on her own. She mostly transfers other people’s beliefs onto herself so as not to get in trouble with anybody. Which is what has basically been going on all her life, so it’s no different, really.

Her submissions aren’t always a bad thing, however. She devotes her life to making those around her happy. She loves nothing more than making her loved ones more comfortable and she serves them as faithfully as a house elf might, although she’d never make that analogy herself seeing as she hates the disgusting creatures. Still, she finds no greater joy than a thank you kiss or a loving look to know that she’s done her job, for that’s all she could ever ask for. Narcissa is an incredibly loving person, believe it or not, and wants only to be reassured that those she loves return the favor.

As far as her intelligence goes, Narcissa is much smarter than her grades reflect. She finds Hogwarts classes utterly pointless, so she never really applies herself to her schoolwork, resulting in a loss of adequate grades. She never lets herself get so far gone that she’d have to repeat anything, but she usually just falls around the lower end of Acceptable. She just doesn’t see the point of putting all her energy into something that she’ll never have to deal with again. She has her priorities and she sticks to them no matter what, choosing to do whatever will best benefit herself in aiding her family. In doing so, she chooses to devote her time and energy to learning from Lucius, and in those lessons she excels greatly. He teaches her many things, mostly useful spells that she may need in the ‘real’ world. Narcissa must admit, a few of the things she has learned scare her, and she sincerely hopes that she will never have to use them outside her lessons, for that would mean that either herself or someone she loved was in true danger, and she would never be able to handle that emotionally. Still, she does her best in learning the spells in order to make Lucius proud of her, because as usual, that’s all she ever wants.

Narcissa does have a fun side to her as well. She occasionally likes to party, but not like a hardcore drinking party. She can’t stand the smell of alcohol, and standing there in disgust while people around her get wasted just doesn’t sound like fun to her. She’s not really a dancer either, so clubs and the like just aren’t her thing. No, she’s more of a girls’ night in sleepover party kind of girl, complete with gossip, pillow fights, and painting each others’ toenails. Yeah. That’s her kind of party. She also loves anything that a normal rich girl would love, namely shopping. She could shop for hours and never worry about spending too much money. Oh the joys of being insanely rich.

All in all, Narcissa is a multi-faceted young woman, but those who take the time to get to know her will find themselves in the good graces of a sweet, loving girl, as long as they are up to her high standards. Those who do not meet those standards: watch out.

__it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live

Boggart: her parents, sisters, or fiancee in any sort of pain
Patronus: White tiger
Mirror of Erised: Herself and Lucius happily married, without him cheating on her
Amortentia: Lavender && vanilla && apple

__where your treasure is, there will your heart be also

Alliegance: Death Eater supporter, although somewhat unwillingly
Mother: Druella Black – Cissa’s mother. While not quite as outwardly loving as Cygnus, Druella still takes much pride in her youngest daughter. When Narcissa was little, Druella would lead her to all sorts of fancy parties and pureblood get-togethers. Druella always took great pleasure in showing off her beautiful young daughter, and she was also the person to finally introduce young Narcissa to her future husband, Lucius, when the two were barely old enough to know what ‘betrothed’ even meant. Cissa loves and respects her mother, but their relationship is more condensed, not as out in the open, for it simply would not be proper in Druella’s eyes.
Mother's Occupation: unemployed mother
Father: Cygnus Black – Cissa’s father. Cissa has always been a Daddy’s girl, and he in turn looks upon her as his princess, his youngest daughter and as such the precious jewel of the family. He spoils her rotten, and she looks upon him in admiration in return. He is a full time Death Eater, giving all of his time and devotion to the Dark Lord, and with that obligation combined with Narcissa’s schooling, she rarely ever gets to see her father anymore, which of course upsets and worries her greatly. Whenever she can be, however, Narcissa is extremely open and loving to her father, not afraid to tell him everything about her life. He is her confidant, her rock, her protector, and she looks up to him as such.
Father's Occupation: Ministry Worker, Death Eater spy
Siblings: Bellatrix Black – Narcissa’s eldest sister. Cissa looks up to Bellatrix, obviously, and has been taught much from her. Bella holds a protective stance over her youngest sister, sometimes a bit too much, leading Cissa to become rather annoyed and angry. Which in turn makes Bellatrix mad, so basically the two get on each other’s nerves. A lot. Still, the sisterly love is there, just perhaps without so much of the love and affection that normal sisters outwardly show towards one another.

Andromeda Black – the middle sister. Narcissa and Andromeda have always been very close, as sisters usually are. Cissa finds that she can go to Andy with things that Bellatrix would never be bothered to hear about and Andy is always prepared to listen. As of late, though, Andromeda has become more and more set apart from the Black family, much to Cissa’s dismay. She loves her parents and her sister both and often finds herself unsure of to whom she should have the higher loyalty. Narcissa hates dispute, so she tries to make peace between the sides, but she isn’t sure how long her role as peacemaker will be enough to satiate the feuding sides. She just hopes she doesn’t lose her relationship with her sister along the way.
Other Relatives: Sirius Black – Narcissa’s cousin. A blood traitor, or so called by the rest of her family. Narcissa never really liked her cousin, as he was always rather mean to her, and so the entire family hating him gave her good reason to start hating him too. I mean honestly… Gryffindor?

Regulus Black – the good cousin. Narcissa has much affection for this cousin, Sirius’ younger brother. A good Slytherin boy, Regulus looks up to Narcissa quite a bit, and she in turn dotes upon him as if he were her own little brother. She also finds him to be rather wise for his few years, and she often can tell him anything and count on him to give her good advice in return.

Pets: A purebred white cat named Desdemona

History: The date was December 15, 1959. Cygnus Black paced the hallway outside a special room of the Black mansion, labored screams coming from just inside the door. Two pairs of wide young eyes stared at him from the end of the hallway, the faces of Cygnus' daughters horrified by the scene. Cygnus quickly shooed young Bellatrix and Andromeda away; they didn't need to be around for this. He returned to his post at the door, hearing the action going on inside, the midwives calming telling Druella to push. Cygnus fell to the floor on his knees, uttering a quick whisper for a son. After two daughters, he needed an heir to carry on his name. Druella had made it clear: no more children. This was their final chance.

Soon, the screams stopped, the urgent whispers died down. Cygnus looked up at the door in anxious suspense. As if it wanted to torture him more, the door creaked open very slowly, taking a full fifteen seconds for the person behind it to be revealed. The main midwife came out to greet Cygnus, giving him a pleasant smile. Cygnus, still on the floor, looked up at her, saying nothing.

"Congratulations Mister Black," the nurse said, "you have a daughter."

His dreams crushed, his heart falling in his chest, Cygnus made his way into the room where his wife Druella waited, a new bundle of life in her arms. She held her prize out to him expectantly, a content smile on her face. Cygnus had no idea what she was smiling for; their family name would die with him. Still, he reached for the pink bundle, taking it in his arms and looking down for the first time at the face of his youngest daughter.

As soon as he laid eyes on her, he knew why Druella was smiling. In fact, he couldn't help but smile himself. Under a tuft of bright blonde hair, crystal clear blue eyes stared up at him with wonder. The baby was quiet, peaceful. She seemed content with just lying her in her father's arms, just as long as she was being held close by someone, anyone. Her full pink lips curled up into a smile as she gazed at this new face, her father's face; her tiny hand stretched up to greet him. Cygnus smiled, bringing his hand up so the minutes old little girl could clasp his finger in her hand. His heart swelled up again, and from that moment on, the two were inseparable, father and daughter, bonded forever by an unconditional love that could never be broken.

They named the girl Narcissa Rose, and she was beyond what they could have ever hoped for. Her soft blonde hair and bright blue eyes immediately set her apart from her sisters. She was certainly the prettiest of the Black sisters; no one doubted that. As the youngest, she was always given special attention and praise, doted upon by both of her parents, as well as many of their visitors. She was born into the highest of social classes, so she was never denied anything her little heart could want. Nothing was too good for the little princess, and so Narcissa grew with all the love and attention that most other young girls can only dream about.

Yes, Narcissa was spoiled rotten. However, being a daughter of the Black family does have its responsibilities as well. Everyone knew that the Blacks had a high standard when it came down to the purity of magical blood. Cygnus had an important job when it came to dealing with such issues, and all of the good pureblooded families had a duty to teach their important values and ideals to their children. Narcissa was no exception to this important teaching, and so she heard her father lecture for hours, sitting alongside her sisters as soon as she was old enough to comprehend most of what her father was saying. All three girls listened to the history of their kind, the stories of who was responsible for tainting the blood of wizards and witches everywhere, and most importantly, the duty of all purebloods to correct this horrid disgrace to the magical world. Even the three of them as young girls could do something to help the cause. They were told that they would each soon be introduced to a young man of about the same age, a young man to whom they would be devoted forever. Yes, the Black daughters were to be betrothed.

Each girl reacted differently. Bellatrix looked horribly bored, only Andromeda looked upset, and Narcissa, well… Narcissa was a bit confused, but still excited for this prospect. Even at her young age, she began to wonder what her young man would be like and what this meant for her. Luckily, she didn’t have to wonder for long. Not too long after she received this news, Druella dressed her daughter up to go to another of her special parties. Young Cissa had no idea that this party would change things so drastically for her. There at the party, Cissa was introduced to young Lucius Malfoy, only a year older than her. The two were told that they would be married one day and then left alone to get to know each other. While mostly all they did was stare at each other with grim looks, they did share a small kiss at the end of their playdate when strongly encouraged by both mothers. And although she didn’t let on at such a young age, Narcissa liked Lucius, a very good thing, for she’d be seeing a whole lot more of him in her later years.

The rest of her childhood was normal. Narcissa grew into her beauty, becoming more and more stunning with her years. She watched her two elder sisters go off to Hogwarts to study magic, first Bellatrix, then two years later, Andromeda. Being the only child left had both its advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, she got full attention from her father when he was home, although that wasn’t entirely too different from normal, but Cygnus had still been obligated to pay attention to his other daughters as well. But now, he was only here for Narcissa, hers to love and adore and occupy. On the other hand, however, her father and often her mother were becoming even more busy with their services to the Dark Lord, and Narcissa was often left alone with a nanny of some kind with no sisters to cause trouble with. Narcissa found that she missed her sisters greatly, and for two whole years she was aggravated over their absence, longing for the day when she would join her sisters at Hogwarts.

Finally, the day came. Her eleventh birthday was a day of wonder and magic (no pun intended). Her sisters were out of school for the holiday, and everyone was there to watch young Narcissa eagerly open her sealed Hogwarts letter. With a grin on her face, Cissa hugged the parchment to her chest, her ticket to freedom. Or so she thought.

The next year, Cissa was on the train, Bellatrix and Andromeda accompanying her. At first, Hogwarts was everything she dreamed of and more. She missed her father terribly, but her sisters watched out for her and she was finally able to be free and do things on her own. She dressed the part, went to her classes, did her schoolwork, the things that any good student would do. This went on for about three years, with time out for holidays, summers, and other school breaks. But by fourth year, being the family priss was getting rather boring. School had lost its fun and Cissa had other things on her mind, more important things.

As Narcissa entered her prime years, she found her main concern had shifted from pleasing her father to pleasing another important member of the opposite gender: one Lucius Malfoy. The two hadn’t had much interaction since Narcissa started school, and in her opinion, that was long enough. She began to turn on her flirtation skills, still a bit immature in her inexperience. Still, she managed to get his attention at least, and the two started to spend more time together. Lucius began to teach her things that they never learned in Hogwarts classes, and she began her real training from him. After that, her schoolwork didn’t matter too much anymore, and her grades dropped. Her father wasn’t too pleased with this, but he knew that Narcissa was excelling in the lessons that really mattered, so he let it go. So not only did Narcissa receive a far more important schooling, but she got to spend time with her betrothed, and when your betrothed was Lucius Malfoy, that was always a good thing.

The next few years went by with nothing too dramatic to upset the lifestyle that Narcissa had fallen into. She had a good family, a good husband-to-be, and an altogether good life. Now that she was entering her seventh year, things for her were still the same, despite the rising war that involved many of the ones she loved. While she tried to hang onto them for as long as possible, eventually they all found their place to serve, and now Narcissa’s main concern is to support her father, Lucius, and the rest of her loved ones in their service to the Dark Lord. And although Cissa herself doesn’t believe in the cause for the danger to her family, she tries to keep a brave face on in order to be saved from the wrath of her family. It would be the worst thing in the world to her to be called out for disloyalty, and an even worse punishment: to be discovered by the Dark Lord himself and taken care of more personally. These tortures often haunt her dreams, and for now, all she can do is suppress the horrid thoughts and live through each day she has with her family and friends, because she knows that they might not last forever.

__anything's possible if you've got enough nerve

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